這也是學習放下的成長必經路
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It's .hack//Sign theme from the series called key of the twilight. I love the series alot back then. My friend mailed to me all the way from Singapore!! Still loving it~
Polinko is a Flash clone of Peggle. Your goal here is to clear all the red pegs to complete each level. Aim with your mouse and click to shoot.
Use your mouse to connect each pair of same-colored blocks with an unbroken line that does not cross over another color.
Try to eliminate rows of the same color, but if it builds up too much you will lose the game.
Not very often have we met
But the music's been too bad
Can only sense happiness
if the music is sad
So, I'm going home
I must hurry home
Where a life goes on
We're too old to make a mess
Dreams will keep me young
Old enough to stress
Only mirrors tell the time
So, I'm going home
I must hurry home
So will my life go on
Yes, I'm going home
Going home alone
And your life goes on
My new found favorite song.. Enjoy~
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
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